In the evening, the two camped in a valley.
Ye Tianhe took out a Bigu Pill and was about to stuff it into his mouth when he saw Su Fan cutting meat.
He quickly put away the Bigu Pills. Who would eat this crap if there was meat to eat?
Su Fan used a few stones brought from home to build two simple stoves.
Make a small fire ball with your hands, light it, pile firewood inside, and then suppress it to suffocate.
He specially chopped a piece of ribs weighing more than ten kilograms, cut it into one-inch dices, and marinated it with seasonings for half an hour.
Then pierce the marinated diced meat into strings with the iron skewers that have been prepared.
These are iron picks specially made by him in Fangshi. Each stick is nearly two feet long, and there is a curved hook at the back of the iron picks.
Su Fan took out an iron bucket-like object from the storage bag and placed it on the firewood.
Then hang the iron skewers around the edge of the iron bucket, hang it on the stove and bake it slowly over low heat, and finally put the lid on the iron bucket.
On the other stove, there was an iron rack with a large stone pot on it, and spiritual rice in it.
Pieces of monster meat and fresh vegetables are piled on the spiritual rice, then topped with seasonings, put on a lid and steamed.
After struggling for a long time, the work is finally over.
When Su Fan turned around, he saw Ye Tianhe sitting on the stone next to him and looking at him.
"Just wait a while..."
After listening to Su Fan's words, Lao Ye frowned and asked.
"Where did you learn these things?"
"Does this still need to be studied? If you want to eat it, just think about it."
Ye Tianhe sighed and said, "If you put all these thoughts into practicing swordsmanship, you might even realize the meaning of the sword."
Su Fan curled his lips. There was a game panel, so I really wanted to use it.
After a while, the aroma of spiritual rice and hanging stove meat skewers filled the surroundings.
Ye Tianhe swallowed and stared at the iron barrel of the hanging stove grilling skewers.
Despite what he says, he is actually a big foodie.
Next, Su Fan sat on a stone and admired the beautiful scenery in the mountains.
Ye Tianhe squatted next to the stove and stared at the iron bucket.
More than half an hour later, Su Fan opened the lid of the iron bucket.
Take out the seasoning and sprinkle it on the hanging stove meat skewers, and then grill it for a while, then take out all the hanging stove kebabs.
He took out several plates, piled the sizzling hanging stove skewers on several plates, and placed them on a flat stone.
In fact, as soon as the lid was opened, Ye Tianhe had already come over.
"what is this?"
Su Fan chuckled and said, "You haven't eaten meat skewers, have you?"
Ye Tianhe rubbed his hands, swallowed and shook his head.
"I've never tasted it before. It looks delicious, hehe..."
Seeing the big devil suddenly turn into Erha, Su Fan was a little caught off guard. What about a few meat skewers?
"Eat it, eat it while it's hot..."
Ye Tianhe nodded excitedly and took out a bottle of spiritual wine from his storage bag.
"Senior Qiuguan gave me a few bottles of spiritual wine. I was thinking of going back and bringing it to Master. Let's take a bottle and drink it. It's fun."
Su Fan said nothing and sighed inwardly.
You are really filial.
If I had a master like that, I would kill him with one sword.
Su Fan brought the stone pot over again, opened the lid, and the aroma of spiritual rice suddenly hit his nostrils.
The meat slices covered with spiritual rice are steamed and crystal clear, and the meat juice has been fully integrated with the spiritual rice, which can stimulate people's appetite just by looking at it.
Ye Tianhe picked up a meat skewer and took a bite without it being too hot.
"hiss……"
It was so hot that he bared his teeth and ate it with enjoyment on his face, looking like a fool.
"You are so unkind, why didn't you make such delicious food for me before?"
Su Fan ignored him. Lao Ye, who was in Erha state, was too lazy to reason with him.
Where has all your pretense gone?
Lao Ye is a big foodie, and Su Fan is also a foodie.
A large stone pot of steamed rice, plus ten kilograms of grilled skewers from a hanging oven, was enough for the two of them to eat cleanly.
For the next two days, the two wandered around the mountains.
Following a sword madman into the mountains, Su Fan was no longer in the same state of walking on thin ice as before.
It feels like two traveling friends, traveling in the mountains.
Su Fan made the hanging stove grilled skewers, and Ye Tianhe became addicted to them.
You have to eat one meal every day and never get tired of it.
At noon that day, Su Fan was busy working there, and Ye Tianhe sat aside like an uncle.
"Make it more spicy, it won't be spicy enough..."
Su Fan was so angry that he threw the meat skewer and turned around to glare at Lao Ye.
"You can't come over and help..."
Lao Ye shook his head and said seriously: "Are you kidding me? You asked me to do this. I am a sword cultivator."
Su Fan almost threw the iron stick on his face, and sword repaired Donima.
Suddenly, Ye Tianhe stood up suddenly.
There was a "whoosh" sound.
The flying sword behind him soared into the sky. He stepped on the flying sword and floated in the air, staring into the distance.
Su Fan was also numb. What was going on?
He quickly put down the iron stick in his hand, drew out his magic sword and was on full alert.
At this time, a silver light was seen flying over from a distance.
Ye Tianhe, who was suspended in the air, relaxed and showed a smile on his face.
The silver light was as fast as lightning, and it flew over in a short time.
Ye Tianhe reached out to catch the flying sword, and a voice came from inside.
He laughed loudly, then replied a few words and waved.
The flying sword turned into silver light, instantly drew a beautiful arc, and galloped away.
Su Fan was a little confused. Are all the communication tools of sword cultivators so powerful?
Ye Tianhe fell down and put away his flying sword.
"Do more today, two fellow seniors will come over soon..."
Su Fan glanced at his mouth and really thought I was a cook.
You sword cultivators are all really uncles.
But he didn't say anything, just do it, why don't you guys die?
Su Fan moved his hands and feet quickly, while Ye Tianhe stood on a huge rock, looking into the distance from time to time.
It wasn't until he took out the skewers from the hanging stove that two figures appeared in the distance.
Su Fan turned his head and took a look, then curled his lips.
You guys really know how to hurry up and get here quickly.
He put the grilled meat skewers on the plate, brought the stone pot over, and then continued to thread the skewers.
No way, it can’t be baked in one pot.
It is estimated that these two people are also big foodies like Lao Ye, so why don't they prepare more?
At this time, two monks stepped on flying swords and came to the sky above them.
Ye Tianhe rushed up to meet them, and the two people who rushed down cupped their hands.
"I've met Senior Brother Tianhe..."
Both of them respected Ye Tianhe and bowed to Lao Ye.
Su Fan glanced back. The two of them were dressed similarly to Ye Tianhe, and there was a girl among them.
One of them was in his thirties, with a tall and majestic figure and a rough and bold face.
The girl is pretty and lovely, with skin as good as snow, slender and graceful, with her black hair combed into a bun.
But there was a hint of fierceness in his temperament, and a sharp temperament rushed towards him.
Su Fan shook his head, she's a nice girl, what kind of swordsman is she?
